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Expo-Sed

I'm at an expo an expo for foreign countries' universities they're advertising themselves to us the people with little the little people I am seated At a chair so comfy Yet my heart so weary That I'm wasting my time That they're here mostly for themselves I'd like to think otherwise But for now that is the reality That I Have consciously chosen And there's no convincing me the other way But do I really need them? Looking at Kenyan Statistics Looks like I do If Binyanvanga Wainana wouldn't have made it outside Kenya If Lisa Odour wouldn't have began her career at Berkeley If Chimamanda wouldn't have gone to U.S.... The story is different The plot is the same Like a sickening soap opera That everyone is watching And so you're inclined to do the same I'm worried That if I don't get something to do I will have wasted my day That if I don't talk to the familiar faces I won't be able to talk to the strange ones This was such a perfect day Until I got here. I'm leaving now ..continues to sit.

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